Let me study your Anatomy

Without gloves

I’ll do it happily

The passion

Constantly trapping me

Orgasms firing rapidly

Intuition was steadily tapping me

From The Beach

I came back to the Cold

Transformed something new

From something old

Bending never breaking

& Still I never fold

Now that I’ve freed my mind

I’ve tapped into my soul

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